The sound of languidly approaching footsteps almost drove Xie Jianzhi insane.
"Who in seven hells are you???" He exclaimed while looking around in panic.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."
The First Demon King emerged from the shadows, his silhouette bathed in the eerie light of the Demonic Realm. His head was held high, and his eyes gleamed with mockery.
Despite rumors that he had lost his throne and status, he still retained an air of majesty. His long, flowing robes billowed behind him, and his horns gleamed like polished obsidian.
"It is very impolite to enter a person's dwelling and then ask who the person is, don't you think?"
"D-d-d-demon!!!" Xie Jianzhi sputtered.
"Heh."
The First Demon King's arm shot forward like a vicious snake, its long fingers wrapping around Xie Jianzhi's neck like a vice. He tried to struggle but the Demon King was too strong.
